My Cousin Ummu Zuhard Poem by shirani ibrahim

My cousin and came the Angels... suddenly.
Shocked! ! ! Accepted, Gods plans always prevails for the best so they say, as we often rise with every blow..
All Praise Be To God, The All Knowing, The Almighty..May He give us all strength galore.. Though in different paths our tree has branched away, yet when a leaf does fall..
The pain too hard, unbearable, unspeakable and teardrops do not stall..
it comes down like pouring rain on a stormy day..as words. the unexplained feelings..
Stirring many memories that keeps running through my mind and keeps on remembering.. Memories do not fade away nor do they ever decay, they are our family treasures
Thats passed on to our kids our Grands to cherish them. so priceless, can never be measured...